Ok, this is a real life short story what happend one night.
Well, at school we where staying overnight at this place in Yorkshire called Malham. [UK]. We were staying for 3 nights, this was the third.
Me and my friends were basically chatting and messing around in our dorm in the middle of the night. None of us knew how load we were being- throwing stuff round the room, shouting and laughing and stuff like that. So I chucked this coke can at thr radiator and it came off the wall which smashed really loadly, loud enough to wake the entire contary! What made us dead was... it was a real shock...
A teacher from this other school basically shooted into the room- knoking off the door! It was like he had been listening all along. He kicked the bed as hard as he could, shouting stuff I can't remember. His voice was murderous, its like he was going to suddenly stab us all. The light in the room was on too.
"TURN OFF THE [he swore here] LIGHT NOW YOU [swearword] IDIOTS! He was screaming stuff at the top of his voice for ages. At the start of the trip, I knew he hated me.
Well, he chucked off his shoe and stuffed it in the doorway all night. I remember him yelling that he would deal with us in the morning which made me feel... how he would deal with us. He was ok with us in the moring. The funny thing was, he was sacked!